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Tag: Star Wars
Snapshot #98
I fixed myself a “For Medicinal Purposes Only” hot toddy and served it up in a Star Wars mug. I reckon the Force should be with me.
Non-Political Controversy
A friend on Facebook posted a fun activity a few days ago as a way to break from politics. I earnestly searched for her post, but couldn’t find it, so I’ll have to wing the content.
Basically she asked everyone to post something that would be considered unthinkable to most folks, and it could have nothing to do with politics.
Her example was that she hated The Walking Dead. I was aghast! Who hates The Walking Dead? I mean, it’s the only thing that keeps me sane between Star Wars films. Of course someone then posted they’d never seen a Star Wars film. I almost had an apoplexy.
I then posted, to the horror of some and the delight of others, that I’d never watched an episode of Downton Abbey.
You’d have thought that I’d typed my disdain for cute kitten videos. Folks were aghast.
So what’s your non-political controversial topic? And don’t you dare tell me you don’t like Indiana Jones!
Peace, people!
Rogue One: A Star Wars Story
Since first experiencing the Millennium Falcon’s jump to hyper space back in 1977, I’ve been a huge Star Wars fan. That’s why I purchased my ticket a couple of weeks ago and still arose way too early on my day off to see the latest film in the epic space opera.
I hear great things from the friends who were fortunate enough to see Rogue One last night. Now it’s my turn. Studly Doright didn’t think it was an important enough even to warrant taking a day off. His priorities are so skewed, but that means I’ll get to see it at least one more time.
Peace, people!
My Feet Hurt Even Worse
Today I took over 14,000 steps at Disney Hollywood Studios. When I walked to catch the bus to return to the Pop Century Resort I could easily imagine my ankles snapping into jagged, ragged, splintered pieces at which point I would simply drag myself by my forearms to the bus stop.
No one would give me a second glance as I pulled my bloody stumps onto the vehicle unless of course I accidentally crossed the yellow line at whch point I would be gently reprimanded.
—————BUT—————
I rode Star Tours not once, not twice, but three times, and even though I was never named as the rebel spy I personally know two people who were.
I survived two rounds on the Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster and even managed to look like I was having fun on the second try. The Tower of Terror didn’t claim my life this year; although, it was a close call. What a great, terrifying ride!
I discovered the joys of Toy Story Mania and would gladly ride it non-stop if the lines weren’t so long.
Indiana Jones thrilled me with daring escapades in his stunt show spectacular, and I was seated close enough to feel the heat from the explosions.
————HOWEVER————-
Tomorrow I must return to Studly Doright and Doright Manor. My heart is ready. My feet are begging for it, but dang, I’ll miss Disneyworld, CB, Lord Jeff, and kids. What a great time. Now I’m having a beer. Or two.
‘Til next time Disneyworld. Rock on.
Peace, people!
Trade Offs
Boxers or briefs,
Salad or soup,
Ranch or French
Alone or a group?
Introvert or extrovert,
Country or rock,
Canine or feline,
Piaget or Spock?
Switchers or fighters,
Whole milk or fat free,
Harley or Yamaha,
Democrat or GOP?
Star Wars or Star Trek,
Beatles or the Stones,
Connery or Craig,
Han Solo or Indiana Jones?
Life is full of trade offs
Everything’s a choice
So hurry, close the menu
And give yourself a voice.
John Scalzi Gets it Right
If I were a brilliant writer I’d have written this exact review. Thank goodness the brilliant writer who is John Scalzi, my favorite Scifi author in the galaxy, wrote this review of The Force Awakens so I didn’t have to.
http://whatever.scalzi.com/2015/12/18/my-non-spoilery-review-of-the-force-awakens/
And for Pete’s sake, follow this man and read his books!
The Force Awakened, But I Forgot To
If one placed Star Wars geeks on a numbered continuum with ZERO being anyone who’d never seen the films and didn’t particularly care to and TEN being someone who began spasming five years ago when the newest sequel was announced and hasn’t had a particularly sane moment since, I’d fall somewhere around an EIGHT.
You need proof? One portion of our bedroom is something of a shrine to Star Wars. I have action figures of Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, and Han Solo, a large Yoda hand puppet, and a bank featuring a beeping R2D2 and talking C3PO. I have characters from the extended universe, numerous Star Wars themed mugs, tshirts, and books. My television remote is a light saber. I’ve seen Episodes IV, V, and VI hundreds of times each and can quote the dialogue verbatim. Yes, I’m a bonafide fan.
I remember the delicious thrill I got when I first heard the news of a new Star Wars film in the making. I might have squealed. Ok, I’m sure I squealed. Studly Doright thought I was a trying to pass a kidney stone. Good thing he didn’t go into medicine.
It felt as if those five years would never pass, but thanks to the Disney machine and Facebook there were plenty of hints and tidbits to feed those of us hungry for any link to the future release, and all of a sudden the day is here!!! Star Wars Episode VII The Force Awakens has arrived.
I played it cool. After all there was absolutely no reason for me to see the movie at midnight. I’d set my alarm and be in line for the 9 a.m. showing on Friday.
My excitement last night was intense. Instead of singing Christmas carols I was humming theme music from the films. The coffee maker was set to make a nice pot of caffeine to help me wake up. My clothing for the event was laid out. And I overslept.
After my initial, “Oh Crap!” moment I showered, skipped the coffee, threw on my clothes, and rushed to the theater only to find the line snaked around the mall. Crap. So I stood in another line and purchased tickets to the 11 a.m. showing that had decent reserved seats remaining. It won’t be IMAX 3D, but hey, I didn’t see episode IV in 3D. So I guess I’m going old school on this one. When Studly’s ready to see the film in a couple of weeks I’ll insist on 3D, but for now I just need to see this film.
As I’m typing this it is 9:49 local (Central) time. In a little more than an hour I will gladly enter a galaxy far, far away. So I had a slight malfunction. Han will make it better. 
“Uh, we had a slight weapons malfunction, but uh… everything’s perfectly all right now. We’re fine. We’re all fine here now, thank you.” (Winces.) “Uh, how are you?”–Han Solo, Episode IV, A New Hope.
Peace, people!
Me, the Critic
I’m a frequent moviegoer. Perhaps with the right education I might’ve become a movie critic. Instead, I just see as many different movies as I can and place them into one of three columns:
- Movies that stink
- Movies that don’t stink
- Movies I love and will pay to see again and again.
Column #2 boasts the largest number of films. I’m fairly forgiving, and if I can find anything amusing or endearing about a movie it earns a “Movies that don’t stink” berth.
Honestly, not too many movies get a spot in column #1. Occasionally I’ll come across something that has no redeeming qualities such as Eyes Wide Shut which tolled the death knell for Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman’s marriage and might’ve been ok if it had been even slightly arousing.
I saw it after having imbibed one too many alcoholic beverages, and ended up giggling throughout the film. It was only much later that I realized it wasn’t a comedy. Oops! Definitely a column #1 kind of film.
Similarly, column #3 is fairly small. Episodes IV, V, and VI of the Star Wars saga are founding members (episode I narrowly missed being placed in column #2) along with the three original Indiana Jones movies.
On Wednesday I saw the latest installment in the James Bond franchise, Spectre. Good heavens, Daniel Craig is the bomb. Even if the movie stunk, which it doesn’t, I’d put it in column #2. Talk about redeeming qualities! Whew! And, if I can’t stop thinking about those qualities, Spectre might just get moved into column #3.
Peace, people!
Scoundrels Like Han
A long time ago
In a galaxy far, far away
A scoundrel and his wookie
Swooped in to save the day.
I could sure use a scoundrel
To besmirch my reputation
And if he’s just like Han
There’ll be no hesitation.
Peace people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 